NUMB.

 I knew what people meant
When they said
"You are not the same anymore"

I tried explaining;

Days aren't really days to her anymore
You can call it a bunch of obstacles
That she has to face
Before falling apart

"Bleeding" "Melancholy" "Emptiness"
Oh these words in her poem
Could make even the stones weep
Because once she felt the unfelt
Heard the unheard
Saw the never seen colors

But honestly
She was tired of the way 
Her heart ached
From feeling so deeply
And after years of feeling
One day she woke up
And it was like
She forgot how to feel
Though there was an ounce of a feeling
The feeling of emptiness
Not like the girl in her poems
But an emptiness inside her

So insomniac
All she does at nights
Is stare at the wall
Trying to figure out

What so tragically blotted her ability to feel

"Tragic? Feelings are all she lost" is what they said.
Oblivious to the fact that feelings were all she had.

"How do you check for life",I asked.
"You check for breathing",they said.
"You check for feelings", I replied...